party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Ah shit... I sleep-ate chocolate pudding again.
I wouldn't take my shot so you poured it on my face. Twice.
Tried to eat a sandwich this morning. Couldn't. My jaw is locked up. These marathon blow jobs are killing me
Been home for 3 days and already spiked coffee with Kahlua. Only 106 till we go back to school
as you might have guessed from my lack of texts, the herpes have calmed down.
what kind of roommate is she really? she wouldn't even hold my hair back.
Did you leave your blow razor here? I need it for crafts.
A gay black guy with blonde hair and a gold tooth just told me he would shit on my face.
Now it's a party.
I used to be terrified of what was under your bed until I passed out there last night. Now it just feels like home.
When were you at my house?
What I've learned from glowsticks: glowing things are not safe to eat
She'll feel so accomplished if she finally gets to bang me.
She fucked the dishwasher AND the manager.
Well, she isn't a classist. You've got to give her that.
Also, asking the guy who just told you he is crippled on edibles to watch your kid is probably frowned upon by most
sorry for any reference made toward your boobs or making you feel pregnant or incapable of peeing. make it a wonderful day.
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